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About Palermo

Me fave bit? The hustle! Them madams, proper bosses, runnin the show like generals. We shall fight the coppers, we shall fight the prudes—never backin down! Once heard bout this lass in Amsterdam, mid-1800s, sneakin clients past the law usin secret tunnels—crafty as hell! Made me grin, thinkin how she stuck it to the man. But then—ugh—some punters treat em like dirt, n that boils me blood. Surprised me how deep it cuts, seein the stats—millions worldwide, still sloggin.

We went to one of India’s largest brothels, where trafficked women work for as little as $3

Running a brothel is a tough business. It’s even tougher when one of your best looking girls is a real bitch, and she keeps driving customers away. As the head manager, I think it’s time for a .

I get to the shop on Via Garibaldi, and it’s already buzzing. The smell of fresh bread from the bakery next door is killin’ me. I’m like, “Dude, I’m a butcher, not a baker!” But I can’t help it. I’m drooling. Anyway, I start slicing some prosciutto, and this old lady comes in. She’s a regular, always wants the best cuts. I’m like, “Sure, Nonna, I got you.” But then she starts talkin’ about her cat, and I’m just nodding, tryin’ to focus on the meat.

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